Time and you are my fault

Returning to the room again, Chu Yi patted the snowflakes off the coats of the two of them and hung them together.

Just like at home, all the items of the two are placed side by side, that kind of tenderness suddenly hits the man's heart.

She took out the medicine box from a pile of boxes, took out the disinfectant from it, squatted halfway in front of him, and carefully rubbed the red mark on his forehead.

From beginning to end, neither of them spoke.

He watched her movements quietly, and saw the uncontrollable worry on her face.

"Why don't we go to the hospital." Chu Yi was worried after all. After a car accident, some people looked normal without any problems, but there were many cases that broke out afterwards.

At this moment, Chu Yi felt more or less guilty.

If she hadn't urged him to leave just now, perhaps such a thing would not have happened.

"It has nothing to do with you." He wrapped her hand in the palm, where the skin was close, his temperature dispelled the coldness of her body, "Go take a bath and sleep, you smell like hot pot."

Hearing the disgust in his tone, Chuy lowered her head and sniffed the sweater. There was indeed a strong smell, and she glanced at him uncomfortably, "Then you sleep in the bedroom tonight, and I'll be fine on the sofa at night. If you feel uncomfortable, you must call me."

The man raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He thought that he could just get a sofa to sleep for a night, but unexpectedly, the little woman gave him the bed directly.

He chuckled, "I don't sleep in bed."

"Why?" Chuy pointed to the sofa and said, "The sofa is 1.8 meters high and cannot accommodate you."

"I don't have you on the bed." He said it very naturally and fluently, with a dignified look.

When Chu Yi heard this, her face blushed immediately, and she knew that this man had nothing good to say.

After glancing at him, he turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Suddenly, her wrist was pulled.

Chuy turned around and saw that the man had stood up from the sofa.

He walked up to her, raised his hands, and gently smoothed her long hair that fell on her shoulders.

The familiar breath enveloped her, making her back unnaturally stiff, "What are you doing?"

Her chin lightly touched his collarbone, and she clearly felt the man's fingers running through her hair.

"The burn on the back of your hand doesn't hurt anymore? Can you tie your hair now?"

The man's deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears and above her head, shaking her scalp numb.

In contrast, what shocked her even more was that he was helping her tie her hair?
The man gestured a little jerky, smoothed his hair into his palm, and took out a black rubber band from his trousers pocket.

It was the rubber band Chewie used to use.

His handsome and delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he took the matter of tying his hair very seriously.

Mingming used to see that it was very simple for Chu Yi to tie his hair, just wrap it around two or three times, but when this rubber band got into his hand, it seemed to be against him on purpose, and after a long time, it couldn't be wrapped properly.

"Are you ready?" Chu Yi lowered her head slightly, her neck was a little sore.

He glanced down at her, pressed the back of her head with his big hands, and let her lie in his arms.

Chu Yi was caught off guard, and subconsciously hugged his thin waist with both hands.

Her lips kissed his collarbone through a layer of shirt fabric.

Very soft and cool.

Let him catch his breath.

From an angle that Chu Yi couldn't see, the darkness in the man's eyes spread out overwhelmingly.

Finally tied up her hair, Chu Yi immediately retreated from his arms.

The roots of her ears were seductively pink, and she reached out and touched the hair on the back of her head. In fact, it was not tied well, it was loose.

"How?" He pushed the man to the mirror, proudly showing off his achievements.

As if he had made a huge list, his brows and eyes continued with a satisfied smile.

Chui felt his chest was supported by the warm water, and replied calmly, "It's ugly."

The man's handsome face immediately collapsed, and he was about to reach out and untie it again until she was satisfied.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, in his world, there is no such thing as 'not doing well'.

Chu Yike didn't give him this chance, and ran directly to the bathroom.

"Once you're born and you're familiar with it, I'll practice hard." He looked at her fleeing back, with a smile in his tone.

"Who cares."

"It doesn't matter if you don't care about it. From now on, I will tie up our daughter's hair." He blurted out.

Chuy staggered a bit, her back became even more flustered, until she entered the bathroom and the door was closed, she couldn't ignore the distant and deep gaze that the man had just cast on her.

daughter.

their daughter...

After Chuy came out of the bathroom, she saw the man lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

He was lying on his side with his long legs bent. A 1.8-meter-six man curled up and slept on the sofa like that.

Chu Yi hesitated for a while, but walked over, carefully squatting down in front of him, "Zong Yanzu?"

He didn't move.

She stretched out her hand and gently pushed him, "Go to bed and sleep."

In the quiet night, the woman's voice was as soft as water.

He slowly opened his eyes, looking at her cheeks that were flushed from the steam, almost tender.

He raised his hand to cover her tender and soft cheeks, and when he was still awake, his voice was seductively hoarse.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, as sinking as an abyss, and there seemed to be tiny whirlpools in the black pupils, drawing her in.

Chu Yi was dazzled for a while, until he saw the handsome face in front of him expand infinitely in his eyes.

Then, the soft touch on her lips brought her thoughts back to reality, and when she subconsciously stretched out her hand to push it away, the man on the sofa suddenly rushed over.

Unable to support his weight, she lay on her back directly on the carpet.

The man's hand was protecting the back of her head, his soft lips, like jelly with a cool feeling, twirled on her lips bit by bit, very gently.

Chuy felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

In the past, Zong Yanke had kissed her countless times, but none of them had touched her like this.

He gently cupped her cheek with one hand, stroking her forehead with his thumb.

With that cautious attitude, it was as if what he was holding in his palm was the most precious treasure in the world.

"Zong Yanxiu..." She tilted her head and called his name out of breath.

But he pulled her chin and kissed her again.

The tenderness and care that came out of her bones turned her heart into a puddle of water.

His thoughts gradually slipped out of control, and his mind went blank.

She did not resist such a kiss from him.

Even vaguely expecting and liking it.

Until she was out of breath, a softly sobbing voice came, "Don't...you don't kiss..."

He finally raised his head, the silver thread connecting the corners of their lips made the atmosphere even more ambiguous.

His hot breath hit his face, making Chu Yi feel ashamed and annoyed, "You said you wouldn't kiss me without my consent..."

Her hands were tightly clutching his shirt, and there were tears in her eyes, which made him unable to bear to continue to bully her.

Finally resisting the desire, he sat up, picked him up carefully, and walked to the bedroom, "Sorry."

Chuy pressed her red and swollen lips tightly, but heard his deep voice resurfaced in her ears again.

"I can't help it."

Chu Yi's eyes widened instantly.

Can't help it...

I can't suppress my feelings for her...

Chu Yi was put on the bed in a daze, and when she saw the man turn around and walk out, she suddenly asked, "Do you really want to sleep on the sofa?"

He turned his body halfway, the depth in his eyes still remained, "You want me to sleep on the bed?"

Chu Yi bit her lip and shrank into the quilt.

"I sleep on the bed and let my woman sleep on the sofa, do you think I would do such a thing?" he asked back.

Chu Yi immediately pulled up the quilt to cover her head.

He laughed silently, turned off the light and left the room.

That night, Chu Yi's mood was easily disturbed by him.

Then I fell asleep until midnight.